Holiday Commuting

Portal to White Gulch, Tomales Bay.

The coffee helped; first time on board.  Thanks, JP.

 Bright day; cold morning.
One-piece 5mm wetsuit; thick wool sweater; squid lid at ready; Peruvian stocking cap (from my friend MR): never got cold, but never got overheated either.  A chill last day of 2014.

Wild Parrots!

On Friday morning as I drove under the 80 overpass on that street by the cop-shop heading to the 280 freeway, I heard some parrots, the wild parrots of San Francisco . . . and yet I forgot to tell my students in the class in which we'll be reading Mark Bittner's book on those exact birds. I was also slightly late to and somewhat off-balance in both classes. Friday was one of those days . . . .